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I`ll lead the way
Put down your cares, and merry make
raise a tot without delay
springs verdance of three petals splayed
rejoice it is, St Patrick's day
Now hear the fiddles scraping bow
bodhran beating its drum roll
old folk songs aired, with voices raised
rejoice it is St Patrick's day
All leprechauns will cease mischief
and fairies dance in wood and field
good fortune come if they behave
as they rejoice, St Patrick's day
For his words that filled the heart
to save a nation torn apart
that Christian ways were his forte
March 17th St Patrick's day
Do I hear a cheiligh start, a Celtic band
the stamping feet and clapping hands
each one with a glass of stout, none stood aloof
toast St Patrick's Health, we'll raise the roof
Come follow me, I'll lead the way
on street or road, with banner raised
for that beneficence his life conveyed
celebrate with me, on St Patrick's day
Shine greener field its shamrock cut
the craic of friends and friendly folk
mountains of Mourne in sun and storm
St Patrick's day baptised, and we reborn
raise a tot without delay
springs verdance of three petals splayed
rejoice it is, St Patrick's day
Now hear the fiddles scraping bow
bodhran beating its drum roll
old folk songs aired, with voices raised
rejoice it is St Patrick's day
All leprechauns will cease mischief
and fairies dance in wood and field
good fortune come if they behave
as they rejoice, St Patrick's day
For his words that filled the heart
to save a nation torn apart
that Christian ways were his forte
March 17th St Patrick's day
Do I hear a cheiligh start, a Celtic band
the stamping feet and clapping hands
each one with a glass of stout, none stood aloof
toast St Patrick's Health, we'll raise the roof
Come follow me, I'll lead the way
on street or road, with banner raised
for that beneficence his life conveyed
celebrate with me, on St Patrick's day
Shine greener field its shamrock cut
the craic of friends and friendly folk
mountains of Mourne in sun and storm
St Patrick's day baptised, and we reborn
Published 22nd Feb 2020
| Edited 23rd Feb 2020
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22nd Feb 2020 7:13pm
BRAVO!! Winner winner ( in my book ) Chicken Dinner!
Just a few things:
Put down your cares, and merrymake
[and] raise a tot without delay ( you don't need this and )
spring[']s verdance of three petals splayed ( watch your possessives )
rejoice it is, St [Patrick[']s]* day ( watch your spelling & St Patrick's is possessive )
Now hear the fiddles scraping bow
bodhran beating its drum roll
old folk songs aired, with voices raised
rejoice it is St Patrick[']s day
All leprechauns will cease mischief
and fairies dance in wood and field
good fortune come if they behave
as they rejoice, St Patrick[']s day
For his words that filled the heart
to save a nation torn apart
that Christian ways were his forte
March 17th St Patrick[']s day
Do I hear a cheiligh start, a Celtic band
the stamping feet and clapping hands
each one with a glass of stout, none stood aloof
toast St Patrick[']s Health, we'll raise the roof
Come follow me, I'll lead the way
on street or road, with banner raised
for that [ benificence ] his life conveyed ( beneficence * )
[ celibrate ] with me, on St Patrick[']s day (celebrate * )
Shine greener field its shamrock cut
the craic of friends and friendly folk
mountains of Mourne in sun and storm
St Patrick['s] day baptised, and we reborn
This is a fantastic entry, Slip. You're craft is blooming like a spring flower and spreading like a weed! Remember, when you work hard on a poem such as this one, take the extra time to triple check your spelling and proper names, i.e. - St Patrick's Day.
Just a few things:
Put down your cares, and merrymake
[and] raise a tot without delay ( you don't need this and )
spring[']s verdance of three petals splayed ( watch your possessives )
rejoice it is, St [Patrick[']s]* day ( watch your spelling & St Patrick's is possessive )
Now hear the fiddles scraping bow
bodhran beating its drum roll
old folk songs aired, with voices raised
rejoice it is St Patrick[']s day
All leprechauns will cease mischief
and fairies dance in wood and field
good fortune come if they behave
as they rejoice, St Patrick[']s day
For his words that filled the heart
to save a nation torn apart
that Christian ways were his forte
March 17th St Patrick[']s day
Do I hear a cheiligh start, a Celtic band
the stamping feet and clapping hands
each one with a glass of stout, none stood aloof
toast St Patrick[']s Health, we'll raise the roof
Come follow me, I'll lead the way
on street or road, with banner raised
for that [ benificence ] his life conveyed ( beneficence * )
[ celibrate ] with me, on St Patrick[']s day (celebrate * )
Shine greener field its shamrock cut
the craic of friends and friendly folk
mountains of Mourne in sun and storm
St Patrick['s] day baptised, and we reborn
This is a fantastic entry, Slip. You're craft is blooming like a spring flower and spreading like a weed! Remember, when you work hard on a poem such as this one, take the extra time to triple check your spelling and proper names, i.e. - St Patrick's Day.
22nd Feb 2020 8:37pm
22nd Feb 2020 8:40pm
